Entering a Company From Another World!?

Amelia Miyagawa, 16.

Vocational high school students

Magic Ability Eight (General Class)

Title brave

Ever since there was no one left from that place, I come out of the corner where I was hiding.

Look to the right, look to the left, make sure no one is there, and exhale with relief.

But the fact that my classmates were fake, even if they weren't my friends, instilled in me a little shock and suspicion that everyone around me would look fake.

What happened?

It was just a recheck of a word, but the words that came out of my mouth were not a good Japanese, but a familiar English.

I think that's how upset I am.

As proof of this, the sight I just saw clearly reminds me of it, and my skin feels stiff and chilly.

I wondered if this was disgusting when I was deceived, but I was worried that someone was nearby and looked around.

As if my anxiety were worrying, someone seemed to see me, and I breathed again to relieve myself in a place where there was no one else.

I started to slowly turn my head thanks to a few deep breaths and a little time.

To put it together, he was definitely a classmate.

I also know the name, and I haven't said hello since I came here.

I've been talking to him thinking it was him.

At least that's what I was talking about.

But the moment someone else got to know him or her was a worthy substitute for denying it.

Since when?

From the beginning?

Or on the way?

……

I don't know when I changed from a classmate I know to a classmate I don't know.

The tone, atmosphere, appearance, and standing behavior were all uncomfortable.

If I hadn't seen that place, I would still not have suspected it.

I can't believe you have to believe the fact.

Because of this, my head got messy and I didn't know what to do.

Well, what do I do?

At first, I checked the smooth words again and was upset again.

And the fact that it won't solve anything even if I say it to you is halfway there.

Looking at me silently, looking at me and repeating my worries for a few minutes doesn't always come up with a solution.

So...

"For now, take a deep breath, and... you won't get hurt if you want to cum with a no-preplem, sir."

Let's do routine work to calm down for now.

To do this, we begin by returning from English to Japanese.

You can be calm by taking casual actions, and you can change from negative to positive thinking.

I won't do anything I haven't seen.

If I hadn't seen this story here, it would have led to something irreversible.

So I think about what happens next.

My mummy said the same thing.

Become a person who can think and move before people tell you to.

"... oh, this is the inconvenience of not having friends."

But the reality was sad.

I tried to ask someone for help because I couldn't think of anything I could do alone, but I didn't immediately realize that a friend I could talk to was unfortunate.

Even if it floats, it's in a country with a star and stripe flag that's far beyond the world.

There are many people in America, but in Japan, I can't hide the shock in the sad reality of zero.

Unexpectedly, I fell down on my knees.

It's in my head.

Hahahahaha!!

I remember laughing loudly but unreliably when I was with him.

But it's a hallucination, and I don't have any friends here who laugh at me.

I miss my friend who I thought was annoying now.

"Nh ~, I'm leaving here for now, Death."

It's dangerous to stay here forever while being homesick and friendly.

Remove sand from your knees, make sure there is no one around you again, and walk the way you came from.

"First thing you do is make sure it's real or fake, Death?

The first thing that came to mind when I thought about what to do while walking was to confirm authenticity.

At the same time, I remembered Jiro's words to wait for me without doing anything, but I couldn't follow those words because my surroundings were in danger due to the mix of fakes.

I can honestly excuse myself for breaking a promise, but it's an emergency.

And even if you think about ensuring safety first, unfortunately, I don't have a way to do it.

Suzuki's skill may be able to distinguish between real and fake, but he's honestly not good at selling justice and doesn't want to be near you.

And if it turns out in public, it's going to be irreversible, so I'll make it a last resort to help him.

"Nh ~ I should have studied more of this, Death"

Don't get ahead of regrets, I can moan my own lack of study and wonder if there is anything else.

However, the development of Japanese subculture, combined with lack of knowledge, does not come up with an idea.

Yeah, well, it bothers my head and tries to come up with some good ideas.

"Ah"

"Ah"

I ran into a sister with a laundry basket.

I met him recently.

You can't forget.

And good timing on my head.

Konichiwa!

"Hello, then, as you can see, I have work to do, so if you'll excuse me."

"Stop!! You're suddenly going too far!?

"What is it? You can't smell the smell of money. On the contrary, it's only a nasty smell, so it's a natural reaction."

"What's the smell of money?

Personally, a perfect greeting, a slow response.

In America, the same kind of vibrant greeting comes back and the conversation stays the same.

But this is not America.

Sister shows an attitude that is too unusual for such an energetic greeting.

In addition, they try to leave the scene immediately.

It's better than responding to who, but this is troublesome to respond to.

As I read in my mind, it was intuition to hold back the clothes of Sister who was trying to get away from the scene by showing her a meaningless turn.

Don't look at me like I saw such a nasty thing in my behavior because I thought I shouldn't let you go.

As a clergyman, this man will make a speech. Although I doubt it, I can trust Jiro, who was with an outsider, more than her classmate.

"Yes, that consultation is Alimas!

"I don't have a priest. I have a priest in the cathedral. Repent to him."

"No! I didn't do anything wrong!

I tried to rely on it because I thought so, but there is no island to attach.

The brave man tells me clearly that he wants to finish the laundry first, without putting my teeth on it.

I've never seen anything like this person before.

"I need your help, Death!

"There's no money."

"No! That's not it."

"If I broke the pot in the hallway, I couldn't handle it. Rest assured, a brave man can earn ten or twenty gold coins in no time."

These physical hands are the only ones catching her trying to escape lightly.

Forget why you're trying so desperately to convince her, and turn your head to get her help.

The hand I was holding was also removed gradually, and there is no more time.

As a result of many thoughts that I had to attract attention for the time being, one formula came into my mind.

I guess that's why I ran off like this.

"Talk about money, Death!

"Let's hear it."

"Wow!

All of a sudden, I fell over with too much momentum.

"Au, painful death."

"It's more about money than that."

"Hmm, that's terrible, Desyo."

Official, confidential information that comes to mind = valuable = money.

I thought it was the farthest away from the word "piety" of money from what the business sister said, but it was a big win.

You're not swelling up, are you?

It hits the floor and hurts less, but hurts less.

The next suggestion comes from a Sister who doesn't miss a profit while being helped by a brave body.

"We'll see you here, we'll change places."

"Wakalimashita ~"

I follow her behind me as she walks with her sheets in the star.

And wonders don't intercede with people in the way she chooses.

It's as if you know who's here at this time of day.

"You'll be fine here for a while. So let me tell you about the money."

"Straight Death...."

"Naturally. I missed my extra income the other day... fufufufu, I can't miss my second chance."

We arrived in a room stocked with laundered sheets.

Sister with basket of laundered sheets looks at me.

I felt like my sister's eyes were turning into a miserable gold coin, and I regretted that I was wrong about who I was going to talk to.

However, I will tell you what I just saw because it is not a good state to leave it like this.

The Sister should be hired by someone else from this country, so this story should help.

"... a fake brave man?"

"Yes, I saw it clearly."

"... isn't this about money?"

"Oh, it's about the money, Death!

Can I borrow it?

This business sister, who cannot expect justice, is visibly disappointed to hear this story.

At the end, I thought it was troublesome.

"Look, that's it! This is a secret, Death!

"Don't you know? Selling information costs money, doesn't it?

"What!?

"You don't seem to know. Well, for free, for free! I said it twice because it is important. Again, I'll teach you for free. For the first time, information is valuable behind the scenes. This important piece of information naturally costs money to get behind it. Those who make money with information do business by weighing the risks and returns."

"Death?"? What do you mean Death?

"This information is valuable, but it won't be money soon. The risk is too high."

"!? That means I..."

"You gave me information for free and risked being wasted. Good thing you were faking it when I signed a contract with 'him' and I was talking to the Sister walking there."

Shun and I are depressed.

It still didn't work out like a drama.

This was the result of my action when I had to do something.

Sighing, the business sister shows the atmosphere to cut this story up.

"... Solly"

"What do you apologize for?

Huh?

"If it costs money, you can sell the information in a way that doesn't cost much."

I wonder.

I felt like this Sister said I should eat a cake if I didn't have bread.

I heard that if the contents are not money, I should use money.

But didn't you just say that selling information yourself costs money?

"We can sell it backwards. You get the truth about this fake brave man, and I'll make it money."

The problem is that the information I see is too fragmented and valuable to the information itself.

That way, we can talk quickly.

All you have to do is find out for yourself the details so it won't cost you money.

There is of course a danger involved.

"You can leave the rest to me, but how about that?

Sister, who knows it, has come to me to pay for this information.

I don't need to cross the dangerous bridge.

If I keep quiet, Fake Warrior, the damage will be minimized.

But, uh...

"It's okay! I'm Gambarkara!

Yeah, I was running to the dance thinking I could do nothing.

I was there at that time.

If so, when will you try not to work here?

"No! I'm coming too!

Well then, let's see what we can do.

"OK, I'll take care of it!

"Let's go see the fake hero first."

"Wait a minute, Te, me, Amelia! What's your name?

If you choose to act together, you have trouble calling each other if you don't know their names.

That's why I introduced myself, but she looked disgusted.

"... please call me Anne."

"Okay! Nice to meet you, Anne!

I named it Potsli.

It may be a long time since I thought of calling my name like this.

So I was happy, and I read my name cheerfully, but why do I look so subtle?

"Never mind, I just don't like this name very much."

"?? I think it's a good name, Ked."

"... I see. Now let's go."

"Ah, wait, yo!

Walk ahead with Sta Run a little to walk next to her and line up next to her.

"He said he was going back to the room, so he's going to the room?

"That would be convenient, the main business is a race like mine. Perhaps you are contacting other brave men to gather information, as you can predict from earlier reports. So I have an approximate idea where I am."

"Presences like ours basically disguise each other. Fly around like a bat, keeping in position. It's not a good place to gather information if you gather too few people, it's somewhat easy to talk in places where people gather."

Dining room?

"No"

I can predict from Ann's words that tease the destination like a quiz, but I don't think that fake brave man will return to where he was.

Ann denies the idea as well.

"Conversation room."

There are shared spaces on the first and second floors of the dormitory where the brave man sleeps.

People gather for tea without having to go to the cafeteria.

And there's a flow of people.

Ann says he'll be there for sure.

I wonder if that's true, Ann walked by the conversation room on the ground floor as if business was ahead of the conversation room.

I passed by a little late in the same way.

"Is that him?

"Yeah."

And the expectation was correct.

He was in a group of four men and women.

I deduced from the characteristics I had conveyed beforehand that Ann kept moving straight without turning around and stopping, and looked at the timing when I caught up and called out.

Well, let's keep watch.

"How?

"It's easy. It's just work."

She smiled and handed me the cleaning kit.

Is that it?

Is this a miscellaneous, unstressed cana?

Amelia Miyagawa, 16.

Vocational high school students

Magic Ability Eight (General Class)

Title brave

One word today.

My first job as a brave man... cleaning... nanocana?